239/240 - Wednesday afternoon

[notcalledlizzie]

Despite having been raised in New England, Elizabeth didn't really like snow. It was fine for skiing, say, but she was quite happy staying inside in the warmth and watching the snow from her window.

One might accuse her of hiding, but she'd prefer to call it strategic concealment.


[[ooc: Open, although am slightly braindead from too many early mornings omg]]

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[janet_fraiser]

"We should see who it is," said Janet, trying to reach for the phone with her eyes closed. She moaned softly. "What if there's an emergecy?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Then they've got very bad timing," murmured Elizabeth, her hands moving to the the fastening of Janet's pants and starting to undo the buttons.

[janet_fraiser]

"Awful," agreed Janet. "Which means the world's probably about to end or something." Her fingers closed on the phone and she flipped it open without checking the caller ID. "What?" she snapped.

"Who is this?" asked a slightly familiar voice.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure it can wait," murmured Elizabeth, tugging Janet's jeans and underwear down and running a finger through the slick wetness.

[janet_fraiser]

"This had better be important," said Janet, biting her lip as she pushed her hips against Elizabeth's hand. "The world had better be ending, or aliens had better have a foothold on the planet."

"Who. Is. This." asked the voice slowly.

"Oh, for crying out loud, are you Rodney McKay?" asked Janet, trying to collect her thoughts.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth's fingers circled Janet's clit.

"Yes...." answered McKay suspiciously. "How do you know who I am?"

[janet_fraiser]

Janet bit her lip and stifled a groan as her hips bucked. "How the hell are you even calling here?" asked Janet. "And honestly, Rodney, it's not like we haven't met."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"This is Elizabeth Weir's cellphone. Isn't it?" he asked, a slight nervousness creeping into his voice.

[janet_fraiser]

"Oh, God," gasped Janet, shuddering as she came. "Liz!"

"Wait, you call Elizabeth 'Liz?'" asked Rodney, his voice raising half an octave.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth smirked up at Janet, nuzzling at her breasts.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet stuck her tongue out at Elizabeth, then reached out and ran a hand through Elizabeth's hair. "I'm cuter than you are," she told Rodney. "Yes, this is Liz's cell, what are you doing calling from Atlantis, and you seriously don't recognize my voice?"

"Who the hell are you?" asked Rodney.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth tilted her head curiously up at Janet, grazing her teeth over soft skin.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet's breath hissed out from between her clenched teeth. "McKay's calling for you," she said. "He doesn't remember me. Jerk."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth frowned. "What on Earth's he calling me for?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Maybe because it's your birthday, hon," said Janet.

Rodney gulped. "Did you just call Elizabeth 'honey?'"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Okay, why is he on Earth then?" demanded Elizabeth. "And how does he know it's my birthday anyway?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Liz wants to know why you're on Earth, and how you found out it was her birthday," said Janet.

"Don't be ridiculous, I hacked into Elizabeth's personnel file," said Rodney. "I'm not answering the other question, because you still haven't told me who you are. What kind of security clearance could you possibly have?"

"He's not answering why he's on Earth," Janet told Elizabeth. "Mostly because I'm not telling him who I am. I'm holding a grudge."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth giggled against Janet's stomach. "I don't blame you," she said.

[janet_fraiser]

"He accused me of dipping my needles in citrus juice!" exclaimed Janet.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grinned, kissing down. "He didn't!"

[janet_fraiser]

Janet made a strangled sound as she twisted one hand in the blankets. "Oh, God, yes," she said, not mentioning what she was referring to.

"Citrus? Needles?" She heard Rodney snapping his fingers. "Wait, you're Dr. Fraiser! Wait, aren't you dead?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth smirked as she ran her tongue through slick wetness.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet twisted against the bed, arching toward Elizabeth and biting the side of her cheek so she didn't cry out. "I'm not. Dead. Anymore," she said.

"Oh, yes, uh, well, obviously--" She could hear as Rondney flailed momentarily. "Have you been talking to Dr. Jackson? Have you gotten over your unfortunate obsession with citrus products?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Definitely not dead," murmured Elizabeth, her mouth closing over Janet's clit.

[janet_fraiser]

"Where is Elizabeth, anyway?" asked Rodney. "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you mad at me still?"